Not long after, Fang Zhixing also entered the cabin, where he and Wang Yitong shared the same private compartment.
Luo Kegong stayed in the neighboring compartment, convenient for them to protect each other at any moment.
Shortly after everyone settled in, the large boat began to sail slowly, leaving the dock and entering the center of the river channel, braving the wind and the waves.
"Old Wang, who exactly is that Boss Qian?" Fang Zhixing couldn't help but inquire.
Wang Yitong laughed and said, "This Boss Qian is rather extraordinary; he's not just any ordinary businessman. His real backer is a Hall Master of the Iron Mountain Sect."
"He's from the Iron Mountain Sect!"
Fang Zhixing was astounded, having not expected that the human trafficking business was being run by the Iron Mountain Sect.
It seemed that this Iron Mountain Sect was not any kind of reputable, upright organization.
"Then is this large boat also owned by the Iron Mountain Sect?"